Chapter 41
NickMicky had to stop looking at me like that. Louis XIV may have gotten away with dragging maidens through the Louvre to have his wicked way with them, but I couldn't afford to get arrested.
I forced myself to look at one of the paintings so the desire darkening Micky's speckled golden eyes wouldn't get me into trouble. Titian's zaftig redhead staring at herself in the mirror had nothing on the stunning brunette standing next to me.
We wound our way through the remaining galleries to the exit. A great irony of the preeminent French attraction was that the Louvre sat atop a mall, complete with food court. Micky and I wandered through the shops in search of gifts for my nieces. Jeff had promised to bring his daughter something special.
"He's brought her four something special
